Month: September 2016

September is hot in Grenada. Very, very, very hot. We’ve become oozy sweat monsters, leaving moist sillhouettes all over our clothing, rivers of sweat running down our faces. We don’t dare touch the upholstery without first putting down a towel. We’re gross.

Getting around the island of Grenada is always an adventure, but never a hassle.
From the day we arrived here, our hurricane season port in the West Indies of the Caribbean, we’ve enjoyed cheap and reliable transportation all around the island – thanks to a fleet of independently-owned passenger vans, which everybody refers to as “busses”. We adore them.

I have a confession to make: I am a boat stalker. If you invite me over to yours for happy hour, you should know that (in addition to feeling tremendous gratitude to you for playing host) I’m secretly hoping you’ll invite me below deck for a tour. Are you a boat porn addict, like me? If so, today is your lucky day!

My sister’s wedding gave us a great excuse to plan a trip back to the US. I flew into Portland, Maine, ten days ahead of Brian (who didn’t want to be away from the boat that long in hurricane season and decided to fly just in time for the wedding), to fulfill my duties as co-maid of honor and get a little extra time with my parents at their peaceful country home before the wedding festivities began. How strange it felt to suddenly be surrounded by people living in the “real world”. In line at the airport ticket counter in Grenada, I was in...

Visiting sailors on the island use shorthand to describe the various events of carnival. J’ouvert, the pre-dawn street party is “dirty mas”, Monday Night Mas is “night mas” and most iconic event of Carnival, the Parade of the Bands, is “pretty mas”. Unfortunately, I’d unwittingly booked my flight to Maine for the day of pretty mas. After getting just a few hours of sleep following the night mas and dirty mas festivities from the day before, it was time to make my way to the airport for a day of travel from Grenada to JFK to Portland. Lucky for me,...